The Eight-Day Week
“I’m ugly,” wailed my roommate, GiGi, a 5’11” Brazilian stunner who’d just booked a huge national campaign. It was a hot Saturday in the summer of 1993. Robert De Niro was our neighbor. We weren’t real estate moguls or investment bankers. We were models living in the then up-and-coming neighborhood of Tribeca, eight of us in a slapdash two-bedroom apartment. We were all under 18. It was the third time that month that GiGi had been dumped. Read More
The 85th Academy Awards
As the co-founders of the Tribeca Film Festival, we are thrilled to share our plans and recommendations for the coming week. This year’s TFF will display the enormous creativity of filmmakers, storytellers and artists from around the city and the world. As the late Roger Ebert would have said, we’ll see you at the movies. Read More
Update: Well, now we have an extra hour and a half of the red carpet! Talk amongst yourselves!
What is it about the Academy Awards? Intellectually, it’s hard to muster up that much enthusiasm about who “wore it best” (Ang Lee) or how modest Katniss will be in her acceptance speech, hopefully avoiding a First Wives’ Club reference that sounded like she was hating on Meryl Streep this time. And yet … we still feel compelled to watch. Maybe it’s because secretly, deep down, we still find it fascinating that the guy who does the voice of Stewie looks like the host of a reality game show about finding true love by having a dance-off on a stripper pole.
Or maybe it’s because we’re just suckers, who deep down believe that Beasts of the Southern Wild might still possibly have a chance against Argo or Lincoln.
Come join us, will you, on this the most magical of evenings for producers, people who are married to movie stars, and dress designers? We’ll be hosting a live chat below. Just click the big countdown button and you’re all set. Got it?
Big Apple Idolatry
Tonight is the 85th Academy Awards, and for all intents and purposes it should be a good one. Look at all those serious films, and the one movie by Quentin Tarantino! And with big snubs for Best Director for both Argo and Zero Dark Thirty, does that mean one of them will be be sweeping up the Best Picture Award as a consolation prize? And most importantly, is it too late to write in a ballot for Javier Bardem in Skyfall? Because he was great.
Big Apple Idolatry
– Jay Z was not “right next to De Niro” the other night at Leonardo DiCaprio’s birthday. The Taxi Driver star gave the Jigga a Meet the Fockers-level awkward greeting when Jay-Z tried to approach the King of Comedy only to get rebuffed because he had never returned Bob’s phone calls. Even Beyoncé Read More
- Here’s Alexa Chung, Tavi, and Lena Dunham lip-syncing Lesley Gore’s “You Don’t Own Me” like they were in The First Wives Club or something. For feminism and Obama!
Red Carpet Real Estate
Oftentimes, the thrill of the hunt pales in comparison to having the thing. We expect that could be the case with N.J. Nicholas Jr.’s palatial, 6,000 square-foot duplex on the 8th and 9th floors of 88 Central Park West. After all, what could compare to outbidding Robert DeNiro?
Mr. Nicholas, a director of medical behemoth Boston Scientific who was ousted as the co-chief of Time Warner in the early 1990s, created the combined unit after he bested Mr. DeNiro in a bidding war for the $4.6 million unit back in 2007. But now he’s sold the whole five-bedroom shebang for $19.5 million, according to city records.
Celebrity connections may draw some buyers like moths to the flame, but it seems that Robert DeNiro’s townhouse at 14 St. Luke’s Place lacks that kind of magnetism.
The five-story house has sold for $9.5 million, Curbed reports, a good deal less than the $14 million that Mr. DeNiro was asking when it hit the market a year ago. The buyer, 14 St. Luke’s LLC., is clearly not a fan of the spotlight, so we doubt that was a selling point. But the star seems to be having a streak of bad housing luck lately—taking a big hit on his asking price, setting fire to his Central Park West apartment building.
Lint: scourge of common folk and stars alike. Not only has it brought down many a beautiful garment, but on Friday it nearly destroyed Robert DeNiro’s building at 88 Central Park West.
A lint buildup in a clothes dryer set the posh building on fire, damaging not only Mr. DeNiro’s apartment, but every other apartment on the fifth floor, as well as those on the fourth and sixth, reported the New York Post.
“Right above my head these 12-foot-tall flames exploded out of the fifth-floor window,” passerby Nathan Bear told the Post.
The Time 100 is out, and it’s the usual mix of Atul Gawandes and Sonia Sotomayors, with a healthy handful of Robert Pattinsons for good measure.
Big news, though: Ben Stiller has made the leap from Artist to Hero because of his Web-based effort to build temporary schools in Haiti, StillerStrong.org. Robert De Read More